Efforts
Efforts
Isn't it tiring?
Every time you put all efforts
To make things perfect
Just exactly when things had begun
To appear all set and perfect
Like every time
It again breaks you
It questions your loyalty, genuineness
You start questioning yourself
You get trapped in the cycle of mental agony
You can't come out
Neither can you live in
It chokes you
It brings in the fakeness
Losing originality was never what she wanted
If she did, there were reasons behind the same.
Things aren't the same now.
It takes a lot from her to open up...
She is that sensitive, delicate and tender...
Once broken, it's broken.